A Mermaid's Ransom by Joey W. Hill

A narrative of 2 enthusiasts who couldn't be extra various. Daughter to an angel and a mermaid, Alexis has grown up in peaceable waters. So whilst her nightmares commence, the mer-angel has little thought what to make of them. In her dream is the loneliest guy Alexis has ever met-and she's surprisingly attracted to him. till the evening her dream comes true... Born of a vampire and a depressing One, Dante basically is familiar with brutality. And even though he is the chief of the underworld, he longs to flee it. How higher than to carry for ransom the major Legion Commander's daughter? yet there is something Dante by no means deliberate on-the approach Alexis steals his center.

They would given him a host and brought away his identify. Taken his freedom, his domestic, his family members. every thing that made lifestyles worthy lifing. yet they could not take his wish. .. and he or she got here to him having a look like an angel with hair the colour of silver moonlight and eyes the colour of a turbulent sea. She tenderly handled his wounds whereas he lay in darkness, giving him the need to head on.

Following great ladies Don’t Have Fangs, the second one in a hilarious, clever, horny romantic sequence approximately an out-of-work librarian who's became a vampire. along with her ally Zeb’s Titanic-themed marriage ceremony looming forward, new vampire Jane Jameson struggles to improve her budding dating along with her enigmatic sire, Gabriel.

That's incorrect, Alexis. In your world, lives are taken every day as a choice. html Animals, because they cannot fight you. " He pinned her with that hard glance. "Here you only live if you kill. You only survive if you kill. You only gain something of your own if you kill. " She looked back at the woman. Because she didn't want to be near him, she dragged herself back across the ground. The woman had blue eyes, like Anna. Like Alexis. "What about her family, where she comes from? " "Because there is a balance here," he said flatly.

The ragged blankets were musty, with lingering traces of blood, but she suspected they were as clean as any place she'd be offered here. The wooden support wasn't uncomfortable. Just her surroundings. As he looked down, it was hard not to look away. The pros and cons of empathy she understood, but this was incomprehensible. When he did that, his face so close, she couldn't help but think of his kiss. You want me to kiss you again. Ignoring his thought, she tried to understand it in herself. Was it shock, her mind's way of blocking her from the true horror of what he'd done to her and to others?

Alexis was the name she gave others, but she had a birth name as well. It was only known by her parents and Mina and David, as her godparents. It had been used to spin protective magics around her at birth, only they hadn't been enough, had they? Of course, if it was her own actions that had brought her here, perhaps she herself was to blame for overriding those protections. "You liked me in your dreams. You looked forward to coming to me. " "I didn't know you were hurting others. " Despite the fact her body was sizzling at his touch, her own words brought her up short.